It scared me when I heard the zipper."She washed the soaked panties and hung them up to dry in the bathroom, 'for tomorrow, ' she said. When she came ...ack to the bed she was still wearing the skirt.She let me remove my pants and shorts but made me keep my shirt on as she mounted me, the short skirt hiding the view of her pussy encasing my cock. She rested on her knees, moving up and down with long strokes. She fucked me like that for a long time. Gone was the jumping jack routine she had used. It was Ray, he had gotten my number off his caller ID. I just froze and remained silent, not knowing whether to answer and give away a big piece of my privacy forever, or to talk to the man I most desperately wanted to meet again."Hello, I can hear your breathing. This is Ray and whoever you are, you called my phone number 7 times this morning," he stated both curiously and demandingly.My hard on got the best of me as I finally took the plunge and my voice squeaked out a response."Hey Ray, this. Gail kissed and sucked Karen's fingers as Karen removed them to permit Gail's mouth better access.Suddenly Gail pushed herself back and hovered above Karen, gazing down at her gaping cunt. Karen stared at her, wide-eyed. "You're not STOPPING!" She cried out in frustration.“No---no, I just … I’ve never really looked at another woman before. You---you look delicious.” She continued staring at Karen’s sex, especially the darker outer lips now so swollen with lust all Gail could see was the. It was a throaty groan that made it certain her orgasm would be at least as big as mine and, for all I know, had already begun, now only to be soon reaching a higher level. Satisfied that my cock was having fun playing deep in her throat she decided to spice things up by getting in position to – for lack of a better description – fuck it with her face. She took both hands and placed them on either side of me so she could move up and down more easily. Then, almost without warning, she began to.